

To potatos being served in the HUB every single day We love CTY, and we love the Passionfruit.
S: To those two thirds I've made out with S: To having something to go home to, but not wanting to leaveĪ: To my half, the supposedly better half S: To the Kline center and all of its nooks and cranniesĪ: To not knowing what to look forward to next summerĪ: To white boy Seamus rapping. S: To doing the Time Warp over and over again, hoping we can go back in time S: To thinking about this moment a year in advanceĪ: To that weird mermaid thing with breasts S: To the ring of tears we left on the dance floorĪ: To our first time crying in public. S: To hall mates screaming "stop sucking my." S: To pandas, koalas, and all other cute, fuzzy bears out thereĪ: To blankets, and the protection they provide S: To phone conversations that went on way too longĪ: To wanting to punch everybody in the face S: To potatoes, and the bins from whence they came S: To Andy being determined to have those babies S: To doing your business on someone else's bedĪ: To wanting to go home with certain people S: To sexual orientation and its rigidity, no matter who tries to change itĪ: To meeting barely anyone new and not caring This was the final toast for students, room mates, and alternative lifestyle partners Anand Tekriwal and Seamus McCabe:Ī: To listening to Rainbow Connection at 3 in the morning

To Aniskeet, true OG, and will roll on dubs til the day he dies
